Enjablog

After the reception dispersed, Ian and I went with a few friends to watch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. (You know, wedding & a movie. It’s the latest thing.) Since neither of us drove, we all went in one car, thinking we’d get dropped off later or something…

But by the time the movie ended, we decided it’d be better for the driving couple to drop off the third friend in DC and Ian & I would just catch a cab home since we were close and it’d be a cheap cab ride, vs. adding 20 mins to the night for the people with the car.

As our friends departed, Ian and I asked each other if we had cash. No, I gave all my cash to my sister to tip delivery people… Nope, no cash either…

We were still at the theater and there’s an ATM outside, so we’ll just go get new cash. After a few failed attempts, we determine that the card reader wasn’t working and there were no other ATM options. Hm.

Well, I have my carry-all bag for life, where my sister and I were both piling the wedding cards people were giving us. I bet at least one of those cards has a $20-bill in it or something… That’d get us home and would also lead to a unique thank you card:

Dear [honored guest],
Thank you for the generous gift you gave us. We used it the night of our wedding to pay for a cab to get home. Thank you so much for helping us masquerade as functional adults. We will think of you fondly now each time we have a need to take a cab.

Love,
The Petouies

But, as we started opening a dozen-plus cards, each one lovingly written with well-wishes… we found checks, gift cards, and a rendition of the chicken dance. But no means by which to get us home.

As we were losing hope, a cab just happened to pull up next to us and Ian remembered our condo building has an ATM in the lobby. So, as long as we have the cab, we can just go to our destination and then worry about money. Or, you know, we could’ve stopped at any of a number of banks with ATMs in the 3 miles between the theater and our building.

For as smart as people made us out to be in their toasts (maybe they were just being nice because it was our special day), we took a ridiculously long time to come up with this obvious solution. S-M-R-T.